Chapter 146.2: True Sun Fire, So Useful

The next morning, Xu Tongchen arrived outside Qi Yuan’s cave residence, deeply worried.

Huang Tu went livid upon discovering that his master had fallen. Even Xu Tongchen had to move carefully, afraid of suffering the brunt of his anger.

The Blood-Clothed Sword God’s massacre filled Xu Tongchen with reluctant admiration. He truly wanted to know what kind of great cultivator dared make an enemy of a colossal power like the Bright King Palace. Besides, many forces in the Cuiyun Continent had long held grievances against it.

Regardless, Xu Tongchen did not think the Blood-Clothed Sword God had much future. A single late-stage Violet Palace was not enough to shake the Bright Palace’s foundation. At best, he could deal some harm to the Bright Palace, but not without losing his own life in the process.

Xu Tongchen called from outside, “I’m here!”

“Oh, you’ve come. Come in.”

The cave residence opened, and Xu Tongchen stepped inside, where he immediately saw a weary-looking Qi Yuan.

Qi Yuan set down a jade slip of cultivation methods, saying slowly, “Fellow Daoist Tongchen, wait here for a while. I have people to kill—I mean, I'm going to meet one of my white moonlights.”

Xu Tongchen froze. Such a strange fellow. The first time they met, he was about to kill. Now, he was about to kill again.

“This one is nearby. I’ll be back quickly. Make yourself comfortable.” Without another word, Qi Yuan left the cave, leaving behind only a helpless Xu Tongchen.

Qi Yuan was far too mysterious. Xu Tongchen didn’t even know how many enemies he had. Every one of their meetings began with “I have people to kill.”

***

In a mountain forest, Qi Yuan stood beneath an enormous tree. Long hair drifting, he seemed dangerously alluring. No one would ever mistake him for a mighty Violet Palace expert.

“You brought the suona?” Qi Yuan asked lightly, glancing back at Xu Yeli.

“I brought it,” Xu Yeli answered uneasily, staring at his absurdly youthful face.

Who would've expected the Blood-Clothed Sword God to kill all five of the Bright Palace’s Violet Palace cultivators yesterday? With such terrifying strength, he could rank in the top five on the entire Cuiyun Continent. In the Eastern Lands, he could even rank among the top hundred. He would be an absolutely renowned powerhouse.

However, no one could find any background information about him. All they knew was that he came from the Divine Flower Society, went by the name Blood-Clothed Sword God, and harbored hatred toward the Bright Palace.

Qi Yuan asked, “You can play it, right?”

Xu Yeli answered seriously, “Yes. I spent the whole night practicing.”

“Good. Later, when I go kill another Violet Palace of the Bright Palace, you will provide musical accompaniment.”

Now that was the proper dignity and standard befitting of his Heavenly Dao class and Star Core.

“Senior, perhaps you should consider this more carefully?” Xu Yeli couldn’t help saying. “Senior just killed five Violet Palaces yesterday. Why not rest and strike again after recovery? If you act again so soon, your whereabouts may be exposed. Escape will be difficult once the Bright Palace.”

Qi Yuan looked at him, eyes carrying a faint smile. “So the words you said yesterday don’t count anymore?”

Xu Yeli’s heart skipped a beat, suddenly feeling as if he stood before a demon god.

“No. Everything will be as Senior commands,” Xu Yeli said quickly, not daring to say more.

In truth, he was curious, just what methods did the Blood-Clothed Sword God use to slay the Violet Palace experts? Unless the disparity in Origin Divine Techniques was overwhelming or a perfect counter existed, one normally had to grind down the opponent’s divine power

“Let’s go. Today’s white moonlight is the solitary Mei Yang.” Qi Yuan said, transforming into a streak of blood-light.

Xu Yeli followed behind. At this point, he had already given up. The Bright Palace wanted to secretly deal with him anyway. He might as well follow the Blood-Clothed Sword God and accomplish something grand before he died.

***

Fifteen minutes later, in Fenglin City.

Mei Yang coldly stared at the message in his transmission slip. “So, the Blood-Clothed Sword God is a late-stage Violet Palace. How troublesome...”

However, thinking of the three Palace Masters and the supreme treasure, all his worry vanished. “A cornered beast’s final struggle, nothing more.”

A Nascent Soul steward asked nervously, “Elder, should we return to the palace?”

Mei Yang explained rationally, “The three hundred Yin-born boys’ hearts are not yet collected. Why rush back? Are you afraid of the Blood-Clothed Sword God? He just destroyed the Bright King Palace, he is surely injured and healing somewhere. He cannot possibly appear here. Even if he did, he would only expose his hiding place.”

The Nascent Soul steward nodded, no longer insisting.

Just then, a mournful, tragic suona sounded across Fenglin City.

Mei Yang frowned.

A Violet Palace?

He flew toward the sound and stared into the distance. “Which fellow Daoist has arrived in Fenglin City? Let me offer my greeting!”

Then, his pupils shrank. There stood a black-robed Violet Palace playing a suona, with a blood-red figure right next to him.

A crushing sense of danger surged over Mei Yang. “B-Blood-Clothed Sword God—!”

Without even pausing to think, he simply turned and fled at full speed. Now that the man stood right before him, he knew that the only choice was to run.

Qi Yuan frowned slightly. “Why does this sound like a police siren that scares people into running?”

Then, without hesitation, the sword on his back left its sheath.

“The Bright Palace has committed countless evils, your crimes deserve death! I shall carry out heaven's punishment!”

Inner Demon Lure!

Qi Yuan unleashed his Origin Divine Technique.

The fleeing Mei Yang suddenly froze mid-air. It was as if he had fallen into a demonic hell.

Negative thoughts flooded his soul. “No... the Bright Palace is the true righteous sect! They all deserve death—death! Don’t come near me!!”

Mei Yang’s gaze scattered. Within moments, he was raving mad. The suona rose into a fierce crescendo.

Xu Yeli stared at Mei Yang, fear flickering in his eyes.

What a horrifying Origin Divine Technique! I've never witnessed anything so terrifying before! This isn't a divine art, but a demon god’s temptation!

Qi Yuan looked at the dazed Mei Yang. “

Haa

... I still have to give him a finishing blow. So boring.”

His divine technique could only drown Mei Yang in inner demons for a period. Qi Yuan gently pushed his sword, and Mei Yang perished miserably. It all happened incredibly fast. There was no time for even three breaths.

Xu Yeli’s legs trembled beneath his black robes.

Who killed Violet Palaces like this? Isn’t it usually a slow battle of grinding Origin Divine Techniques?

He looked at the Blood-Clothed Sword God, fear intensifying.

Qi Yuan threw Xu Yeli a glance, then vanished. “All right, man’s dead, storage bag taken. Let’s meet again another time.”

Xu Yeli also fled as fast as possible. How could he dare stay?

***

Late at night.

After seeing Xu Tongchen out of the cave residence, Qi Yuan sighed helplessly. “The True Sun Fire is truly difficult... Even now, I have no clue.”

Still, he wasn’t discouraged. Nothing could be rushed. As long as he crafted a detailed plan, he could definitely comprehend the True Sun Fire. Leaving the matter aside, he opened the Divine Flower Society jade slip.

He had received many friend requests on the Blood-Clothed Sword God account. Ignoring them, he instead made another forum post.

Feeling Bored. Killed a Violet Palace today to Liven Things up.

After posting, he switched to his main account.

Qiyuann Sovereign: Rogue Immortal, how much longer until you arrive?

Rogue Immortal: Still on the road. Encountered some trouble. Should arrive within ten days.

Qiyuann Sovereign: Hurry, I’m waiting for you to introduce me to the geniuses. Say, at the banquet, will there be people who look down on my poor-country background and try to humiliate me?

Rogue Immortal nervously typed his response.

Rogue Immortal: Qiyuann Sovereign, just don’t reveal your identity.

If Qi Yuan exposed himself, Huang Tu would definitely arrest him.

Qi Yuan nodded in approval.

Qiyuann Sovereign: You’re right.

He couldn’t help sighing.

If a poor boy like me pretends to be rich at the banquet and falls in love at first sight with some female prodigy... What will I do if she discovers I’m just a penniless bumpkin?